the answer lies
in the way the air weaves
around us
when time is thin
...
and here it comes
like a crack in the wall
spider cracks
creeping up an old stone building
...
like chariots
racing about my head
i think they are on fire
and closing in
...
my body parts are for sale
a dime a dozen
'i'll take the liver'
'and i'll take the lungs'
...
my friends tonight
are werner, conely
bukowski, baril
vonnegut, smith
...
funny how things work out
sometimes
and other times it
seems as if nothing at all
...
the window i can see from my own
looks into nothing
and no one ever looks out
of the window
...
i saw the pale light
as a cresant highlight
hugging your eyes
that gazed past me
...
i think i know what its like to be lonely
and then i think of my cat
who waits around by herself all day long
waiting around for me to return so that
...
there are days
impossible stressful intimidating
days
that seem to conceal
...
columns of pride
pillars of pride
based on me
could i move the support?
...
i'll have the coffee
as black as my lungs
and midnight skies
to sit below
...
To Find The Answers
the answer lies
in the way the air weaves
around us
when time is thin
and dreams are cashed
like the end of my cigarette
drifting smoke
burning my nostrils
too bad the answer lies
in others, in others
in them to keep from you
its really a shame
its too bad.
bad nature is the premise
for good natured lies
covert, secret, shameful
lies